**Translation: The Mafia Queen**
Since the day I was born my father has prepped and trained me to be the perfect girl. Ivy League school, perfect manners, perfect personality and the perfect sense of humour. It was like he was raising a robot, not...
"Get up betch! We've got to get ready!" I groan, turning over. "Gwen, leave me alone, I need to sleep." I hear her sigh. "Today is the day girl!" I whip the covers off of me, hitting her in the face. "Ow-" "The gala. Oh my gosh. What time is it?" Gwen looks at her watch. "Ten thirty." "Oh my gosh. I slept in. We only have six hours!" "I know! Natalie is waiting in the car, and we need to get to the mall ASAP." "Okokok, let me get dressed real quick." I run my brush through my hair, and throw on whatever I see first in my closet. "I'm ready." I say to Gwen.
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"How can you possibly look so good with basically zero prep time?" I shrug, and we head out the door.
"Oh thank god," Natalie says when we get into the car. "I thought we'd never make it before-" "Oh girls! You wouldn't leave without me would you?" We all groan as Ashley tries to rush down the driveway in extremely ridiculous heels.
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"Who wears that for a day at the mall." Gwen whispers before Ashley enters the car, taking a seat beside me in the back. I try my best not to roll my eyes. "So girlies! Are you excited for the gala tonight?" "Well y-" Gwen starts. "I'm just certain that Jax is going to love my dress and oh my gosh, we just must go to the all designer mall they have the best stuff, nail artists and oh my gosh!" She lowers her voice to a whisper "the most divine plastic surgeons there." She glances over at me, "you might want a boob job honey, they look a little flat." I bite my tongue, and look out the window as Gwen makes a right turn. "Thanks. I guess."
We arrive at this quote "designer mall" that Ashley took us too, and my mouth drops. It's massive marble exterior with hints of gold shines in the light. "How come I've never heard of this?" Gwen asks Ashley. "I guess your not exclusive enough." She gets out the car and sashays to the doors. The girls and I follow in hot pursuit.
The inside of the mall is even more extravagant than the outside. In the past I've been to really nice malls for shopping sprees with Nat, but never have I seen anything like this.
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It practically screams filthy rich and expensive. My mouth drops for the second time of the hour. This place is beautiful. "Now. I swiped a few spare cards lying around the house." Ashley hands out cards to each of us. "You guys, have black cards just lying around?" Gwen and Ashley shrug. "Damn." I whistle. "So here's the plan. Gwenie boo, come with me, and Natalie you can go with Brianna. I guess." She grabs Gwen's arm and whirls her away.
Five stores later we walk into a place called Sassy Secrets. "Oh nononono." I say, trying to leave. This stuff looks a little too out there for me. "Come on girlie, live a little. Plus you can get stuff for Halloween, even if you don't like the other things , at least get a costume." I laugh at her ridiculous reasoning. "Fine."
An hour later I stand in the dressing room examining the outfit I have on. Not going to lie I look fine. "Ready for this one?" I call out to Natalie. "Yup." Is what I get back. I pull away the curtain and her jaw almost hits the floor.
"That is perfect! Oh my gosh you have to buy it." "Only if you and Gwen match with me." Natalie laughs. "Duh." I wiggle my eyebrows and return to the change room so I can get out of this and buy it. I know Halloween is far away but who cares. I like it, I'm getting it.
We meet up with Ashley and Gwen for a quick lunch, and then hustle back to the house to get ready. "Should we let Ashley join us in the room?" I ask the girls as we unload our stuff in my room. "I did. But she has her 'personal beauty team' getting her ready in her room." Natalie laughs. "That's a little extra." I note. "Nothing is too extra in her mind." Gwen says, and we head over to our room where Tio and his team are waiting for us.
"Mademoiselle Brianna! How lovely to see you again." Tio smiles at Gwen and Natalie. "As well as you ladies." He grasps my hands excitedly. "Now girls, please take a seat at one of the three stations we have set up so we can transform you into goddess." Natalie and Gwen rush to take their seats, and when I go to mine, Tio follows. "Are you-" "Of course I am getting you ready belle, you are a muse, and I must make you look perfect for tonight." I blush, not being used to this attention or treatment. The people who got me ready in my old life were super cold.
As I'm thinking, I start to twirl my blonde tips around my fingers when I get an idea. "Tio. I'm thinking of returning my hair to its natural colour." He gasps, starting to inspect my roots with his fingers. "Oh I love it. Elise, Delfina! Dye and hair supplies now!"
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*What her hair & makeup looks like ^^^
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Two hours later I stand in my dress with my hair curled , dyed, my makeup on point, and holding my mask in my hand. "You look absolutely stunning." Natalie gushes. "If I was a guy like," Gwen whistles, causing me to laugh. You guys look gorgeous too.
Gwen has her hair up in an elegant, slightly messy bun, with a green, off the shoulders dress.
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Natalie has a fiery red dress that matches her personality, with her hair up in a sleek ponytail. She's wearing killer heels, but looks really good. We all do.
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"Together you look like the bandiera italiana." (Italian flag.) Tio notes, glancing over all of us. I see what he means. I'm kind of the white of the flag. "Well," I say looking at the time, "we better get going. Merci beaucoup Tio." I kiss his cheek before we leave the room.
The house feels empty as we walk the halls, but nobody is around. We intentionally timed our preparation so we would arrive a bit later than anybody else, so they'd have to guess who we were. It is a masked ball after all.
As soon as we get outside the limo is there, ready to take us to the mansion that that party is being held at. After a few minutes of driving we arrive at this grand, Spanish styled house near the ocean with a gorgeous garden in the front.
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*There isn't a visible or actual ballroom in this house, but there is one for the story*
When the driver stops, we all put on our masks. "Ready ladies?" I ask. They both smile, and we exit the limo.